Chapter 73
He Qingyu didn't expect Pei Yanhe to come. He had been feeling angry after the last fight and had no place to vent.
However, after the old man finished talking to Pei Qingnian, his attitude towards him was unusually serious. He warned him sternly not to mess with anyone from the four major families, especially the Pei family.
At this moment, Pei Yanhe seemed to have just noticed him and gave him a cold look.
His eyes were dark, and his voice was oppressive. "It seems that after the last incident, Mr. He didn't teach you how to behave properly."
He Qingyu laughed disdainfully, "Aren't we all relying on our families? What's the point of comparing?"
"It's just that Master Pei, I'm a little surprised that you're here."
Pei Yanhe's brows were cold and his voice was chilling: "Do I need to inform you of my coming?"
"Not really," He Qingyu shrugged jokingly, "but I'm a little curious about your identity."
His malicious eyes wandered over Shen Yizhi and Pei Yanhe, as if he wanted to expose what they thought was an improper relationship.
"Excuse me."
Shen Yizhi had a cold face, and the pitiful expression on his face just now had long faded.
She took the initiative to hold Pei Yanhe's hand, and looked at He Qingyu as if she was looking at a stolen item, with disgust that she could not hide, and spoke word by word.
"I brought my boyfriend to the party, what does it have to do with you?"
The word "boyfriend" was enough to make everyone present hold their breath.
Everyone knows that these two people would quarrel with each other whenever they met, and when they saw someone saying that they were a good match, they would both sneer at the same time.
Now, this huge amount of information almost overwhelmed everyone present.
And for the first time, Pei Yanhe felt the pleasure of being protected by someone.
Pei Yanhe's expression gradually relaxed. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd and in the tense atmosphere, he spread his five fingers between hers and dishonestly pinched her soft knuckles.
As soon as they held hands, Chen Yizhi had no way to shake them off, so she had to hide her two interlocked hands behind her back to cover up her restless hands.
If this continues, class reunions will only get uglier and uglier.
As the class monitor, Jiang Zhi undoubtedly became the peacemaker. She asked the students around her to continue playing, and asked Shen Yizhi and He Qingyu to stop arguing for her sake.
The farce ended abruptly.
Shen Yizhi took Pei Yanhe by the hand and casually sat down on the long sofa in the corner.
Her eyes were bright, as if filled with stars, and she looked at him with an expression that asked for praise, "Pei Shanshan, was I handsome just now?"
Pei Yanhe leaned back on the sofa, pinching her fingertips with an unsatisfied look, occasionally kneading them like little dumplings.
Hearing this, he glanced at her and slowly commented, "Calling me brother is quite cool."
It would be fine if it wasn't mentioned, but once it was mentioned, Shen Yizhi felt inexplicably ashamed.
Although Pei Yanhe was a few months older than her, she was extremely reluctant to call him brother. She was forced by the situation just now.
Shen Yizhi cleared his throat and threatened harshly: “You forgot this sentence!”
Pei Yanhe shook his head and said lazily, "I can't seem to forget it. What should I do?"
He paused, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Do you want to scream again and let me hear it?"
“…”
Shen Yizhi's eyebrows were curved, facing Zhang Mingyan's attractive face, and she dragged out the last word and spat out two words to him without mercy.
"dream."
Pei Yanhe just smiled and said nothing.
That's not necessarily the case.
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When it was time for lunch, each class sat at two large round tables in a private room.
The seats were arranged by Jiang Zhi.
Shen Yizhi and He Qingyu naturally avoided each other and did not sit at the same table.
The dishes at the party were not like when they went out for dinner or ordered food individually, and many of the dishes were not what Shen Yizhi liked.
She picked up a lot of different types of dishes, almost filling up the small bowl in front of her, and then began to taste them one by one.
When encountering something that doesn’t taste good, Shen Yizhi frowned and twisted his nose.
The next moment, he put it in Pei Yanhe's bowl and said something considerately.
"Eat more and grow taller."
Pei Yanhe glanced at the extra dish in the bowl with an indifferent expression, picked it up and put it into his mouth as if it was normal. He ate it without changing his expression and then spoke slowly.
"My brother is afraid that if he grows taller, his sister won't be able to reach him."
“…”
Chen Yizhi's lips curled up into a smile, "It doesn't matter, no matter how tall Shanshan grows, I can still reach him."
As he said that, he reached out to touch his dog's head, but was afraid that there were too many people around, so he just rubbed it lightly and withdrew his hand.
She smiled triumphantly and sighed, "I haven't touched it in a long time, it feels pretty good."
Pei Yanhe glanced at her, then fixed his slightly curled hair. Unnoticed by anyone, the darkness in his eyes grew darker.
Shen Yizhi continued to taste the next dish with great interest, and noticed that there were always eyes looking at him from behind.
She hesitated for a moment, and finally put down her chopsticks and told Pei Yanhe, "I'm going to the bathroom and will be back soon."
Cheng Zhuhan at the other table stared at Chen Yizhi as she left the box and stood up pretending to be casual.
He Qingyu beside her obviously noticed her movements and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Bathroom." Cheng Zhuhan smiled at him calmly, then walked out naturally.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, in front of the sink with a wall-mounted mirror, Shen Yizhi turned on the faucet and washed her hands slowly. She looked directly at Cheng Zhuhan through the mirror.
"You remember to ask me now?"
Cheng Zhuhan stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror, "Do you know He Qingyu?"
After a pause, she changed her words, "Or does it mean lingering feelings?"
If she wanted to explain everything to her, Shen Yizhi would probably have to spend some time talking, so she cut to the chase: "I have nothing to do with him. If you insist on me explaining it to you, it's just that I pursued him, that's all."
"And He Qingyu is not a good person. I really consider you a friend, so I'm giving you a piece of advice. It's best to break up with him as soon as possible."
She rarely interferes in other people's affairs, but when this happened to a friend around her, she couldn't stand it.
Just like when Shu Xinyu was cornered by gangsters and trapped, as long as she saw it, she would stand up.
Cheng Zhuhan avoided Shen Yizhi's gaze in the mirror and lowered her eyes, as if thinking. After a while, she raised her eyes again and said calmly.
"Thank you. I'll think about it seriously."
Shen Yizhi turned around and stopped when he passed by her. He said solemnly, "Every word I said is true. He Qingyu is not a good person."
After saying that, she left.
When she reached the end of the corridor and turned a corner, Shen Yizhi saw Pei Yanhe leaning against the wall.
She restrained her expression and curled the corners of her lips: "Why did you come out?"
Pei Yanhe stood up and said, "Come out and get some fresh air."
It always feels a little bit missing without her.
Hearing the boredom in his words, Shen Yizhi thought for a moment, "Then let's go home."
It just so happened that she also found the party boring, so after sending a message to Jiang Zhi to say hello, she took Pei Yanhe's hand and left the club.
At the other end of the corridor, Cheng Zhuhan clearly heard their intimate conversation.
She stood there, unconsciously clenching the corner of her clothes. She found the dim light above her head extremely annoying.
After much difficulty finding a boyfriend of equal status and working hard to build connections in the upper circles, she was still persuaded to break up by outsiders in the end.
Is it useless no matter how hard you try?
She just wanted to climb up.
The phone beeped twice.
He Qingyu: [How long will it take? ]
He Qingyu: [I'll wait for you in the car]
Cheng Zhuhan's fingertips were clenching the phone until they turned white. The air around her was getting thinner and thinner. Her chest was heaving violently. She stared at the screen for a long time before replying.
【Coming】
All she wanted was a rope to climb up, good or bad.
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